Well, I need a good dog girl, that’s a fact. What do you look like?” he questioned me and I shrugged, even though he couldn’t see it. That job really sucked. And a woman offering to cut off testicles for free? I found an ad that sounded interesting… My ex-boyfriend, I mean. I caught the words “Help Wanted” in small type and I set my cooler down, spread the newspaper over my thighs, and took a look. I had no home, no boyfriend, no job; the sun was going down and I was in Seattle in April. Even the meanest dog will stop barking once he sees me, or catches my scent or whatever. But I like dogs and I’m one of those people that just seem to attract them. I even bummed a smoke from some guy, but choked on the first couple puffs and tossed it. Big dogs?”
The way he said it sounded kind of funny, but I put that down to my poor nerves. One of those LBFM’s, huh?” he chuckled. I didn’t see a whole lot about prior experience, or how much these people paid, although for some of that stuff it seemed like it should be quite a bit. I’d just spent a buck eighty-nine on a peach wine cooler, which was pretty rowdy for me.
